Okay, I’m not sure this will translate nationally. Up here in the Northeast, we have been invaded by a non-indigenous species of beetle known affectionately as a “stink bug” (because of the distinctive odor they omit when threatened). They are impossible to keep out of your home. I have at least a dozen in my home at any given time - I live rurally on 7 acres. You can wake up every day and kill them…and you will continue to wake up every day to kill them, until the cold weather comes again.
Anyway, I was in my kitchen, using a kitchen mortar and pestle to crush some walnut for my oatmeal. I’m crushing away, crushing away, grinding. At some point, I must have stopped, and then returned to the task. As I continue crushing, I notice a dark object in my walnut dust that just doesn’t look right. Thankfully, instead of chalking it up to a piece of dark shell or something, I actually pulled it out and yes, you probably guessed it; it was a smashed up stink bug.
Fucking EWWW. If I had not been paying closer attention, I would have eaten oatmeal, with a scoop of protein powder and peanut butter (yummy), crushed walnut topped off with a stink bug.
I HATE THESE FUCKING INVADERS!!!
Forgot to mention; was making son a peanut butter and jelly sandwich a few days ago. Open the peanut butter. Yup. You guessed it. Stink bug laying on top. AAAAAARRRRGGHHHHHH!!!